
Romero's ending - A Zombie Story
The world ended three months ago. I think it was three months, I can’t be sure, I had more important things to do than checking the calendar.

The world ended three months ago. I think it was three months, I can’t be sure, I had more important things to do than checking the calendar.

I awoke to the sound of pounding on my door. “What the hell? No one can get up here without a key card.”

“The world is shit.” I turned my head in the direction of the voice and I rolled my eyes, it figures it was going to be Harper that stated the obvious.

“Harry …… HARRY…… HARRY! GODDAMMIT CALLAHAN, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!”

It’s 10:04pm, on this wet and windy winters night. Breaking news interrupts on the television… ‘News just in.

Welcome, fellow survivors! All aboard the S.S. Headshot! Toot toot! So, you’re probably a little confused right now.

The sergeant and I heft the last of the rotting cadavers onto the pyre before heading back into the cave to join the others.

I hereby challenge my fellow writers here at Geek Pride to assemble the best team of fictional characters to ride out the Zombie Apocalypse.